Author: Li Ji (Modern)

No matter where I am in the library,

Or I'm next to the distillation column,

There are always a pair of big black eyes,

Look at me quietly.

Every time we overfulfil the plan,

Those eyes are particularly bright;

If we accidentally have an accident,

Like a cloudy sky.

Why are black eyes so gentle and loving?

Why do black eyes keep looking at me-

Does she want more gasoline?

Or did you take a fancy to my model medal?

Dear, big bright black eyes,

Please don't look at me again;

If you really like kerosene and gasoline,

We welcome you to the refinery;

If you like that gold medal,

Sincere labor will be rewarded;

As for you, if you want something else,

So please listen to me:

There is a girl herding sheep under Qilian Mountain.

Extended data:

The hero in Black Eyes is a capable young man. He gave a straightforward answer to the girl who secretly loved him: under Qilian Mountain, there was a girl herding sheep. Vivid expression, long lasting appeal and noble taste. This way of writing makes "Oil Poetry" not boring to read, but exudes enviable life interest.

Li Ji's poems are the records of the times and the navigation marks of the years. They let us relive the battle course during the revolutionary war and socialist entrepreneurship, let our hearts beat with the rhythm of poetry and feel the pulse of history. The language of this poem is simple and vigorous, without exaggeration; Don't make awkward sentences in pursuit of the so-called rhythm, but the tone should be natural and harmonious.